Chosen Prophet [Unlimited]

The congenitally deformed princess had no face, and was almost killed by her father as a monster.

Fortunately, with the protection of her mother and the help of the national teacher, she grew up safely and learned magic.

All the people who took care of her and saw her strange face were all secretly executed by the princess.

So the faceless matter of the princess became a secret of the whole Loulan.

Only King Loulan, the princess, the national teacher and the princess herself know the truth.

Under the influence of the illusion, everyone who saw the princess was astonished, thinking that she was the most beautiful girl in the world.

When she grew up to the age of first love, the princess had a man she admired.

In order to attract the man's attention, she deliberately created a first encounter.

When the man met her, he thought his lover who died in the past was reincarnated and fell in love with her at first sight.

Afterwards, the princess got her wish and married the general she was thinking of.

But the lie was accidentally exposed on the wedding night, and the princess let the general see her true colors.

In a panic, the general thought she was a monster and slapped her by mistake.In this way, the princess disappeared and died in the hands of the person she loved the most.

The love of this princess named "Xiao Ge" was obtained by lies.

In the end, she suffered the consequences and died at the moment when the lie was exposed.

But can all this be her fault?

The concubine was poisoned by her father's side concubine, which is the root cause of the princess's natural deformity.

Destiny is like a web made of countless causes and effects.

Which is right and which is wrong, how can we use a few words to make it clear.

Duan Yi took a look at the whole story, sighed a little, thought of something, and asked tomorrow: "Speaking of which - we snatched the bride from the mural at that time, it was our idea as a player. Now the general said that the corpse was killed." The painting was snatched away, is it because the story itself seems to be set in this way?"

Tomorrow replied: "The prompt 'who can rebury me' in the dungeon itself is inducing players to snatch the corpse. Most players will snatch the corpse, and most of them will die in the hands of soldiers. This is calculated by the system in advance. Yes. And even if there is a small probability event that the player did not snatch the corpse, it doesn’t matter, the dungeon designer has already designed some events, and the corpse will enter the painting anyway.”

"That is to say——" Duan Yi asked, "If I didn't get you in the end... No, if I didn't get the bride's body out of the tomb in the end, the system would fill up the hole anyway. Anyway, The general didn't even take the body out of the painting?"

Ming Ming nodded: "Yes. Some plots are not completely advanced according to the player's spontaneous behavior. Therefore, why the princess's body is in the painting now is not necessarily because you snatched it and put it in the Buddhist hall. What is the truth of the facts, the real reason why the general did not bring her out in the end, you have to find it."

Duan Yi asked: "It seems that you don't know the answer."

"I don't know." Shaking his head tomorrow, "In fact, even Mingyue doesn't know what's going on with this dungeon."

"Mingyue? Your brother?" Duan Yi thought for a while, and asked him, "Then he sent you in, and he actually meant for you to explore?"

"Well. This part of the dungeon was locked by him before, and it was only opened recently. Letting you and me come in as players and NPCs respectively, actually has his intentions. For example——" Ming Ming said, "I burned the A wall of skeletons was built, but the wall of skeletons has returned to its original state."

Suddenly thought of a key question, Duan Yi temporarily interrupted the description of Tomorrow's Skull Wall, and asked instead: "Although this world is made up of codes, it is very close to the real world. So do those NPCs have their own consciousness?"

"This is actually what we are investigating. The person who originally designed the copies of this system, he called himself Shihu. It is said that he has lived in this world for a long, long time. After he came to hell, he made his own experience Instance stories one by one. That is the original blueprint of the system."

Tomorrow said, "Later, Mingyue joined in and filled in part of the story. In addition, in order to guide players to fight each other and then stimulate their spiritual power, Mingyue introduced the elements of the werewolf killing game, and gradually developed the system into what it is now. That is to say , Mingyue is the one who fills and expands the system and maintains it. But the designer and founder of the system is not him. He is also trying to really understand the system.”

After a pause, we will talk again tomorrow: "At first we thought that NPCs were unconscious. Their thinking is just like AI, which is completely based on calculations. All their thoughts are within the scope of the system's control, and the system can accurately predict them. Yes. But now we are gradually realizing that the truth does not seem to be the case. The man named Shihu seems to be hiding something on the NPC."

A man named Shihu created dungeon stories one by one based on what he saw and heard.

If this matter is true, then this person may have lived in the world for thousands, or even tens of thousands of years.

What is he?god?Demon?Or some kind of ghost?

Why did he come to hell, a world of different dimensions different from the human world, create such a system and introduce stories one by one?

"Where did this corpse go now?" Duan Yi asked.

Shaking his head tomorrow: "I don't know. Before I loaded the copy today, I designed a small program, so our conversation will not be monitored by the system for the time being. I can talk to you so much."

Frowning and thinking for a while, Duan Yi said: "By the way, you mentioned the Skull Wall just now. You burned it, and it came back? Is this the fantasy factor in the setting of the story, or is it something else?"

"I don't think this is the setting of the dungeon itself. Regardless of whether the NPCs in this system have self-awareness or not, we can assume that they have a certain amount of intelligence, because this is what the system design gives them. And the rest of the world, It is also infinitely close to reality, and can be reasoned with normal logic.

"When I burn something, if there is a tool to turn back time, or if there is something in the story that will restore itself to its original setting after being burned... In these cases, when I burn the wall, it will It's not surprising that things are back to normal.

"But now after my investigation, the story of the Skull Wall does not seem to meet this condition." Ming Ming said, "Then why did it recover after it was burned? It can only be because the person who originally designed it made a rigid set up."

Duan Yi quickly understood the meaning of saying this tomorrow.

Although this world is designed by the system and is composed of codes, based on the powerful calculation and prediction system, everything that happens here is infinitely closer to reality.

In other words, as long as there are settings in the dungeon story, then everything that happens in the dungeon can be logically reasoned based on these settings.

But now that the Skull Wall has been burned down and restored, it does not fit the story setting.In this story, there is no clue to support the fact that it will recover after being burned.

So it's completely illogical that this happened.

"This seems to be a setting deliberately made by the system designer Shihu. For some reason, he wants to ensure that this skull wall will always exist." Duan Yi looked towards tomorrow, and his voice slowly sank, "But it is also possible... It is a system bug. It may be a mistake made by Shihu in the design. Hey Xiaotian——

"If we find all the system bugs, can we completely destroy the system?"

"Maybe. But we have to be cautious. Players alone can't achieve this. It requires you and me to work together. Because the situation on the Seventh Palace is a bit special." Tomorrow, he stepped forward and held Duan Yi's hand, "In addition, the Skull Wall The matter is the result of my preliminary experiments. But I can't be sure yet."

"Well. I know. I will help you explore carefully to determine whether there are indeed no relevant settings in this story, so as to confirm our guesses later. In short, my task is to find out the origin of the Skull Wall first. By the way—— Duan Yi asked tomorrow, "Then where is this wall?"

"Beside the celestial burial platform, it is related to that believer." Speaking of this tomorrow, he glanced at the time and said again, "My program has a time limit. It's almost time."

Seeing that tomorrow he made a silent gesture after saying this, Duan Yi nodded clearly. "Okay. Let's not talk about the system bug. Let's focus on the copy first. I'll find a way to find the celestial burial platform and the believers first."

"Wait." Clenched his hand tomorrow, "Go back to the place where you live first. I'll bring you food later. Go back after you finish eating."

Duan Yi didn't refuse, looked at tomorrow and smiled. "Okay. Listen to you."

Looking down at Duan Yi tomorrow, he saw that he was wearing loose businessman clothes, with a dusty appearance, with a lot of sand on his body and feet, looking extremely embarrassed.

But his back is always straight, straight like a sharp sword.At the same time, his eyes are always resolute and resolute, like the eternally firm and kind Polaris in the starry sky, guiding the direction for all lost people.

"Okay, I'm about to go back then. Huh boy? Why are you looking at me like that—uh..."

Duan Yi's subsequent words were swallowed up, naturally because he was kissed by tomorrow.

It was an affectionate and eager kiss, and tomorrow he held Duan Yi's neck and took a breath, tried his best to calm down, and then said with some impatience: "Okay. You go. I'll go later Looking for you."

Duan Yi raised his eyelids to look at tomorrow, the corners of his mouth were dimpled, he smiled and rubbed the tip of his nose against his, waved his hand and turned away. "Well. See you later."

·

When the players finished their so-called lunch, it was actually almost evening.

Under tomorrow's leadership, they left the barracks together and walked towards the sky burial platform.

Before the action, Duan Yi paid special attention to Bai Sinian's expression.

Although his facial condition quickly returned to normal, Duan Yi still noticed the moment when his expression changed - when he heard that he was going to take everyone to the celestial burial platform tomorrow, he frowned, and his expression seemed a bit indescribable.

Walking to Bai Sinian's side, Duan Yi asked with a smile: "Could it be that you are hiding information that you don't want to say, which is the location of the celestial burial?"

Duan Yi felt that he should have guessed right.

After all, Bai Sinian had limited time to explore yesterday, so he might not be able to extract too much specific information from the followers.He probably just followed him for a while when the believer left, and learned his whereabouts.

Bai Sinian's face showed a bit of embarrassment, but he immediately changed into his usual smiling face, and asked, "Brother Duan, you're tearing people down in public...it's very unkind."

Duan Yi smiled and said: "You can't say that. In fact, I shared all the information I found yesterday. Sharing information is the first step in building trust. If you are the shadow of a nightmare—"

"Still suspecting that I'm the shadow of a nightmare? Brother Duan, actually, I have some thoughts on this issue, which I can share with you at night. Don't stare at me. Why do I make you suspicious like this?"

"A prophetic intuition—"

As soon as Duan Yi finished saying this, he felt something, and when he looked up, he saw tomorrow not far away looking here.His expression is serious and serious, and his eyes are a bit secretive, which is a familiar appearance to Duan Yi.

Looking at tomorrow's appearance, Duan Yi inevitably remembered a lot of what he had said to himself.

Inexplicably, Duan Yi also remembered some Weibo jokes, similar to what kind of wife is jealous.

Duan Yi felt sorry for his Xiaotian and couldn't make his wife jealous, so he immediately went to tomorrow and patted him on the shoulder. "About the celestial burial platform in this dungeon, is there anything else to say?"

Tomorrow, he didn't answer Duan Yi's words for the time being, but just looked at him with a little scrutiny.

"What's wrong, Xiaotian?" Duan Yi asked.

Tomorrow: "The rumors about you may be true."

Duan Yi: "Huh?"

Facing the yellow sand in front of him, he said tomorrow, "You really have that kind of taste."

which kind?

Do you like the kind of pure and harmless fresh meat?

"Little vinegar essence. What flavor do I have?" Duan Yi joked about tomorrow, and then whispered beside him, "My taste is you."

After saying this, Duan Yi found that tomorrow was silent and silent.

Um?The two of them were just joking, so he wouldn't be really angry, would he?

Duan Yi immediately looked towards tomorrow, and then saw the red roots of his ears.

Um?Not angry?Are you shy?

Duan Yi smiled: "I used to think that you were a cold and cold young man, especially difficult to get along with and difficult to arrange, and very fond of contradicting your boss, but now the more you look at you, the cuter you are."

Duan Yi didn't know which word stimulated him tomorrow, but he was taken aback and stopped in his tracks.

Tomorrow will be at the forefront of the team to lead the way.

The rest of the players didn't know how deep he was, so they kept their guard against the NPC and fell a long distance from him.

And now seeing that tomorrow stopped, they all stopped too.

Duan Yi, who was standing next to Tomorrow, looked back, and saw the slightly surprised eyes of the players.

Turning his head, hooking tomorrow's neck, and holding the man's shoulders, Duan Yi led him to continue walking, and asked in his ear without hesitation: "What's wrong? What did I say wrong?"

After a while, tomorrow, he glanced sideways at Duan Yi and asked, "Brother Xiao Yi, what do you think of me?"

Duan Yi didn't understand: "What do you think of you?"

"It's just..." Tomorrow seemed to hesitate, "In your eyes, why am I yours?"

"My lover, the object—" Duan Yi looked at tomorrow, "or boyfriend? What's wrong? What do you want me to call you?"

After a moment of silence, tomorrow: "Well, what else?"

"What else?"

"I mean if it is further subdivided, what do you think of me?"

What the hell is he asking?

Duan Yi feels that he can now accurately guess when he will be jealous tomorrow, which is not easy, and he has made great progress.

But many times, he really couldn't figure out what he was thinking about tomorrow.

Just like now, he has no idea what he will be struggling with tomorrow.

"Sure enough, my wife has a needle in her heart." Duan Yi hooked Ming Tian's neck and said, "My dear boy, please ask me more clearly. I really don't understand."

A long series of silences answered Duan Yi.

For a long time, apart from the sound of the wind, there was only the sound of two pairs of feet stepping on the sand.

Turning his head and seeing tomorrow's lips pursed and not speaking, Duan Yi suddenly had a feeling of "it's really hard to be a man, which sentence did I offend my wife?".

"Hey, that little boy—"

"Brother Xiao Yi. So..." Looking at Duan Yi's eyes, tomorrow he asked with some meaning, "Do you regard me as your wife?"

"Then why not? Have you repented?" Duan Yi continued to put his arms around tomorrow's neck, "In the last dungeon, you promised me in your wedding dress."

Tomorrow: "I didn't seem to agree at the time."

Duan Yi: "?"

After a while, Duan Yi thought of something, and said again: "Got it. Proposing in a coffin is too hasty. Let's have a good time after we get out. Then I will ask my brother-in-law. Although I always think his methods are outdated, I will pile up roses without thinking. But... I can't think of anything else. Hey, do you like roses?"

After asking this question, Duan Yi saw that there seemed to be a little smile in tomorrow's eyes, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that he had coaxed people well—as expected, there is still a sense of ritual that needs to be paid attention to.A coffin really isn't the right place to propose.When he returns to reality, he will arrange it carefully. He has to send flowers and confess his love.In the coffin, I hurriedly pressed and kissed her before, it really shouldn't be.No wonder she didn't want to admit that she was his wife just now...

Many thoughts ran through Duan Yi's mind in a mess, and he heard tomorrow's gentle voice: "Brother Xiao Yi, you mentioned a proposal or something. I am very happy. It turns out that you really... count me in your future plan gone?"

Duan Yi answered naturally: "You have always been in my plan."

"Well..." After a while, he said again tomorrow, "I'm really happy about this matter. It's just about some specific... items and details. We will discuss it later."

"What details are you discussing? Are roses wrong?" Duan Yi thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "So you don't like roses? Then what will I give you when I propose?"

Tomorrow, I asked back: "You don't like roses? You just said that giving roses is outdated?"

Duan Yi: "After my brother-in-law made my brother angry, he often stuffed carloads of roses into the house. I thought it was disgusting at the time. But now that I think about it, there is still a sense of ritual. Everyone gives away roses anyway. Roses. Roses are fine too, it depends on whether you like them or not. I really don’t have any romantic cells.”

Tomorrow: "As long as you like it. I'm going to make sure you like it."

"I like it? How do I know what flowers are?" Duan Yi laughed.

Tomorrow: "Well. Then I will think about it and design it."

"I propose to you, what do you design?"

"The reason behind this involves some pending matters just mentioned."

"Is there anything to be determined? Apart from whether you need roses for the proposal, what else is to be determined?"

"I'll tell you when the time is right. Look ahead—"

At this time, everyone had already left the barracks for a while, Duan Yi followed the direction of tomorrow's finger, and faintly saw the building in front - there were a few earthen walls hidden in the yellow sand, looking at it from this angle, he couldn't see any mystery .

"The celestial burial is surrounded by those walls." Ming Ming said, "The walls are full of skeletons."

Duan Yi: "These are the skull walls?"

"Yes." Nodding tomorrow, "Wangfei and Daoluo both came here from Xiangxiong Kingdom."

"Shangshung Kingdom?"

"Shangshung was destroyed by the Tubo Dynasty in 645."

"Understood, this can be regarded as the predecessor of the Tibetan people."

Ming Ming nodded, and said: "According to their history, Sakyamuni's previous life was Bai Zhuang Tianzi, and the Buddha's Dharma handed down by Bai Zhuang Tianzi's master is the Buddha Dharma passed down in Zhangzhung Kingdom."

Duan Yi couldn't help sighing: "I thought the Buddhism on the Tibetan side was completely influenced by India."

"Not exactly. Ancient Zhang Zhung Buddhism was introduced to Tibet more than a thousand years earlier than Indian Buddhism." Ming Ming said, "In short, Loulan is located in the fortress of the Western Regions, and various religions will leave traces here. What that believer brought was a special teaching of the ancient Zhang Zhung Kingdom.”

"So the princess and Dao Luo are not from Loulan, maybe she married here for some kind of marriage?" Duan Yi asked. "That's why, after the princess dies, there is no need for a sky burial, because the princess is considered a Loulan native. But the princess is still a native of Zhangshung, so she said that she will come here for a sky burial after her death."

Mingming said: "Yes. Loulan and the surrounding capital are located in the fortress of the Western Regions, where various sects gather. There are various beliefs here, and there are not many people who believe in the teachings of ancient Zhang Zhung. But as long as you really believe in it Those who are qualified to enter the celestial burial platform."

While listening to Tomorrow's popular science, Duan Yi quickly walked to the Skull Wall.

There is a small yard here.

The courtyard has three walls located in three directions, and they are full of skulls; the side of the courtyard without the skull wall has three rooms, which are the residences of the believers and the place where they chant scriptures.

Duan Yi noticed that there were two gates in this courtyard, so he asked tomorrow: "Is there any particularity about which gate to go?"

Mingming said: "The living enter through the west gate. The south gate is specially used to transport corpses."

"Understood." Duan Yi turned his head, said "go to the west gate" to the players not far behind, and then took the lead and entered the courtyard through the west gate tomorrow.

As soon as he entered the yard, Duan Yi felt a strange warmth.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert area is huge, the daytime is extremely hot and the night is extremely cold.

But this yard feels like spring. The temperature here is suitable, neither dry nor humid. After people walk in, every pore is very comfortable, as if they have come to a fairyland.

After being admitted to the hospital, Duan Yi faintly heard the sound of chanting sutras in the room.

It seems that some believers are inside.

Duan Yi didn't go into the room immediately to check. Duan Yi first scanned the three walls covered with skeletons, and then saw a prison in the corner, in which Peng Cheng was imprisoned.

Duan Yi waved to him and said hello.

Peng Cheng opened his mouth and seemed to say something, but Duan Yi couldn't hear it.It was as if there was an enchantment around him.

Seeing this, I explained tomorrow: "Player in prison cannot communicate with you."

Duan Yi said: "Understood. By the way, what about the female player, why isn't she here?"

Tomorrow, I will answer: "This place is special, with many monks coming and going, it is not suitable for female relatives. She is locked in another place. I will take you there then."

"Okay." Duan Yi frowned and glanced at the entire yard, and finally his eyes fell on a tree and the pond under the tree.

There are few green plants in the desert, and the most common tree here is Populus euphratica.

But a very tall and huge pine tree actually grew on the yellow sand in the yard.

The pine trees grew lush and lush, and their lush branches cast a shadow, covering the clear pond in the shadow.

The pond with a clear bottom reflects the emerald green of the pine trees and the blue sky, which seems a bit lonely in a place like the desert.The pond and pine trees have been moved to a corner of the south of the Yangtze River, as if living together in a different dimension in the desert.

There is also a big stone by the pond.

The stone is large and flat, as tall as half an adult.

The big stone is very dark in color, and the criss-crossing reddish brown can be faintly seen on it, giving Duan Yi a vague premonition. "It's not blood, is it?"

Duan Yi's consecration came true again.

Just listen to tomorrow: "It's the trace left by blood. This stone is the celestial burial platform. And that pond—"

Duan Yi asked: "What is that beautiful pond?"

Tomorrow said: "The burial pond. It's the place where the corpses are placed."

Duan Yi: "Damn it."

"After a person dies, the body is brought in from the south gate and put into the burial pond." Mingming explained, "No matter how cold the winter is, the water in the burial pond is very warm. And no matter how stiff the corpse is or how the weather is It is cold, soaking in the pond overnight, the corpse will definitely become very soft. In this way, it will be easy for the believers to decompose the corpse the next day.

"It stands to reason—" Tomorrow, looking back at the room where the believer is, narrowing his eyes, "As a soldier, the information I have is that, generally speaking, the sky burial ceremony will chop up people thoroughly and feed them to vultures Vultures don't like to eat bones, they only like to eat meat. Therefore, in order to completely sacrifice their bodies, believers will feed them bones first and then meat.

"The principle is very simple. Feed the bones to the vultures first. Even if they don't like it, they will eat it because they are very hungry. After they finish eating the bones, they will continue to feed the meat. Like, they will still eat the meat, so as to achieve the purpose of completely eating up the corpse.

"But conversely, if you feed them with meat first, it's difficult to feed them with bones, because when they are full, they may not eat bones anymore.

"That's why in the sky burial process, the method of dismembering the corpse is quite cruel, and the flesh and bones need to be completely separated. Before the corpse is dismantled, it will also be bound by special techniques to ensure the smooth progress of the ceremony. In short, from transporting the corpse to storing it There are strict rules for every step of the ceremony, starting from the burial pool, to binding the corpse, dismembering it, and feeding the vultures."

Hearing this passage, Duan Yi seemed to grasp the point, and immediately asked in a low voice: "Feed the bones first, and then the meat. This is to ensure that the corpse is eaten clean so that the flesh can be completely sacrificed. But why... ...a skull is purposely left here?"

"This is the information I don't know as a soldier. Maybe the general also needs you to find the answer." Tomorrow looked at Duan Yi and smiled, "What are you going to do next?"